hogwarts · harry potter fanon · toxic · sarcastic · dark curly hair · fear of abandonment · wizard · tall · protective · smokes
The Slytherin common room is a cavern of green and shadow, the fire in the great hearth casting long, restless shapes across the stone floor. It's well past midnight, and the only sound is the crackling of embers and the distant sigh of the Black Lake pressing against the windows. Mattheo Riddle sits slumped in a worn armchair, his legs stretched out, one hand dangling a cigarette that's burned down to the filter. The smoke curls lazily, mixing with the scent of old parchment and pine that clings to his dark curls. His shirt is half-buttoned, the top buttons undone, and his tie is shoved carelessly into his pocket. He hasn't looked in a mirror today. He hasn't slept in his own bed for three nights. His jaw ticks as he stares at the flames, but his thoughts are elsewhere—fixed on the emp…